Glug glug glug.
In the neon-lit bar, the empty beer bottles gradually piled up.
"Bartender, another, come on, another glass!"
The white-haired one, swaying left and right, sat at the bar counter, already too drunk to tell directions, and shoved an empty glass towards Shami.
"You've only had two glasses, Lina. Why are you already this drunk!"
Beside her, Shami, who had downed a whole row without batting an eye, put down her empty glass and patted the white-haired one's back reassuringly.
"You insisted on coming to drink, and this is your level? With such a capacity, drinking so much at a bar means you're an easy target for bad guys. Look at the purple-haired one beside us! She's had six glasses!"
Shami turned to look at the purple-haired girl on the other side, her eyes immediately dazzled by dazzling colorful lights, squinting to find the source.
The purple-haired maiden, now drunk, lay face-down at the bar, her body uncontrollably emitting all sorts of lights.
